Have you ever developed an interest in something because it was a passion or interest of a person you were interested in?
I totally have.
For example, there’s this one guy who I had an intellectual crush on (another GNG term?). I never actually saw myself with the guy o, that would have ruined everything! He is so small I could put him in my pocket but I loved the way he wrote (he’s a blogger and one of those whose words can really touch you). Well his love of a certain artist (Tracy Chapman) is pretty legendary so because of that, I decided to look her up.
Like I’ve said before, I’m cheap and lazy and I wanted the easiest way to get exposure to this artist without having to spend hours downloading a bunch of tunes (proof, perhaps that I wasn’t in love with this bobo). So, I went to the library and borrowed some of her cds waited a few weeks for other cds to come in and, um, copied them to my computer (shhhhh…)
The first few times I listened to all this new music, I stuck to the songs I already knew (Fast Car, Talkin’ About A Revolution and Give Me One Reason) which I liked, and skimmed over the newer ones. But then I listened to the songs and I just fell in love with her voice and the messages in a lot of her songs. Tracy is the best companion if you’re spending a rainy day in the house, or if you want some background music when you blog or even read (if you have it turned down low enough). Of course when I discovered that Ashiru/Filchak used one of her songs, The Promise, in their wedding slideshow, I fell in love with the song and with Tracy a bit more.
With this guy I never dated, I tried to come across as more aware of current events and things that were happening in science.
In both cases, I discovered things that I actually ended up enjoying: a new musical artist and knowing more about what’s going on in the world of science. I must admit that now that I’m finished school and the latter guy is no longer in my life I no longer check out the science news regularly, though I have a better idea of what is going on in the world now.
It’s hard not to try to get interested in something the object of your affection is interested in, because you want to find a connection with them and you want them to like you. I watched Juno tonight and something was said on the topic of love got me thinking. A character in the movie says something along the lines of “The way you know that the person you’re with is the right person for you is when you know that they love you the way you are, on good days, bad days, days you’re feeling pretty or feeling ugly, flaws and all.” The idea is that you are loved for who you are, right now, without having to change a thing about yourself.
That’s good news because I already know of some things that I won’t be able to fake interest in convincingly enough:
- football (soccer) and most sports unless I’m watching it live (and sorry, I don’t know all the rules of most sports). And that whole Manchester/Arsenal (is that even right?) rivalry is beyond me.
- politics. I just don’t care. I don’t mind talking about the platforms of different people but actually getting into a conversation where I’m getting passionate and expressing strong opinions about politics? It won’t happen.
But don’t worry, there are things I am interested in that I know will cause men’s eyes to glaze over when I start talking about it. That’s ok because that is what I’ll be doing while he’s watching football or having his political discourse with his buddy.
Things GNG is interested in that will make her mythical boyfriend think she’s a weirdo:
- blogging . I keep dreaming I’ll meet a guy who, upon hearing that I have a blog, will ask for the web address so he can read all about me and be better equipped to deal with me. That never happens, probably because the thought of having to read hundreds of words on the internet is depressing, especially when you’re out of school and no longer have homework.
I’m really into bloggingâ€”I read the blogs of so-called probloggers and try to be up to date on the latest innovations or big things happening in the land of blogging. I sort of get really into that and tell anyone who’ll listen about it. My sister tends to give me this “Oh my dear God I can’t believe I’m being made to listen to this; where did I leave my gun?” face when I start talking so I think she finds it boring. I know men will be the same way.
- crafts. I’m very crafty and enjoy making cards, knitting, anything that involves the use of paper, ribbon.
Having different interests is so healthy too, so I am glad for that…though I’m perhaps more glad that I won’t ever feel like I have to like everything my man likes.
So tell me: What have you done for the sake of “love”? What will you never do for love?